It’s time to write…
but the house groans with ‘fix
me’ sighs
and inspiration wanes…
It’s time to write
but reality keeps waving
a little white flag in my
face...
It’s time to write
but children call from far and
near
and birthing pains continue into the
night...
It’s time to write
and I thank God for his
ever present gift of words...
He’s already written
everything down.
Patricia Spreng
Pat, isn't it true that there is always something keeping us from writing ..life. I love the gratitude in the end. :)
ReplyDeleteI love this Pat. You are writing with your life just now. The words and the time will come.
ReplyDeleteBlessings to you friend.
So well said ...
ReplyDeleteMan, do I recognize this right now. Still muddling through vacation/travel fatigue, looking at pile after pile of stuff that needs doing, had a major meltdown with my mom today - and the words just are not there. Nor the energy. Waiting on God's time for the well to open again. Thanks for this.
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